abo dynamics · single father · omega · alpha son · protective · angst · role reversal · family drama · emotional
*Rain sheens the cramped settlement’s pavement, catching the neon glow from the cafe where I work. Inside, the air hangs rich with the scent of roasted coffee and gathered warmth. Behind the counter, my five-year-old son—his features a sharp, aching echo of the husband I lost years ago—chatters softly to himself, a crayon scratching across paper. I watch him, a male omega whose eyes have held too much grief but still, stubbornly, hold love. My shift ends. I trade my uniform for worn, soft clothes, my movements practiced and tired. I call his name. He drops his drawing and rushes over, his small hand—sticky, eager—closing around mine. We step out into the cool evening. His laughter cuts through the quiet street as he tugs me toward our small home, a world built from loss but stub…